Okay, so this is my first Life With Derek fanfiction. I was looking something up on Youtube and I got to auditions for Degrassi, which led me to auditions for LWD. From there, I ended up getting to Vacation With Derek, which I didn't actually finish watching until today. (I got the idea on Sunday—or very early into Monday morning.) I wanted to go back and watch the show again since it's been a while and I haven't seen every episode. So this may be a bit OOC due to that fact, but what Dasey fanfic wouldn't be a bit out of character? Haha. I did read a few fanfictions recently, though, so I think I'll be okay for now.
Also, I had a little bit of trouble coming up with a title for this. I went through my music library and picked out a few songs. One of them ended up being this title, but I decided to look it up and listen to it since I didn't really remember if I'd heard it or not. Some lyrics do fit and I recommend listening to it. It's "Another Word For Desperate" by Straylight Run. But don't worry about the future of this story! Don't take all of the lyrics and run off with any wild ideas. Not everything will match with this, but I did feel that certain parts would.
Casey McDonald shoved one last item into her suitcase before trying to shut it. She pulled the zipper, being able to get it most of the way closed. She continued to yank at the zipper, but when it was about a quarter of an inch from being fully sealed, it stopped. Perpetually stuck and revealing some of her undergarments. Great, just what I want people to see.
There was a knock at the door and Casey looked up to see Emily standing in the doorway.
"Need some help?" She asked with a smile on her face, eying up Casey's suitcase.
"Yes." Casey pouted. "I unpacked it and repacked it four times. Everything won't fit! And this is me we're talking about. I can usually work my way around organizational problems."
"Maybe you just bought too many new outfits this term," Emily suggested. "I definitely know I have. Mostly party dresses, which you didn't really get to see that much. You should have come along to some of the parties. They were fun. If you look past the drunk guys and crazy people. But, yeah, still...fun." She chuckled.
"Em, you know and I know that I'm here for school. I don't want to waste my time with a bunch of 'drunk guys and crazy people.' I want to use my time here wisely."
"Hey, being social is not a waste of time. You might even find a nice, respectable gentleman." She laughed once again. "Not at the parties I went to, though," she admitted.
"Probably not. Hey, listen, can you help me shut my suitcase? I don't want everyone in this whole dorm to see my underwear."
"Sure." Emily smiled, setting her purse on the bed, next to Casey's fiasco.
"How did you even fit all of your stuff in your bags?" Derek's new friend, Jeremy, asked.
"My stepmom helped me. Practically did it for me. I don't know how she makes more room, but she does it."
"Dude," Jeremy began, his attention moving toward something else. "Who's the hot chick?" He picked up a framed photo that was on Derek's desk. He turned the photo toward Derek and pointed at Casey.
"Gross, that's my stepsister," he sad simply, trying to put a quick end to the topic of conversation.
"Dude, would you set me up with her?"
"Definitely not," he said, laughing it off. Then, to change the subject, he said, "So, are you all packed up?"
"Almost. I gotta pack one last bag."
"Better do it soon," Derek chuckled, glancing at the clock on his desk, which read 10:41. "It's almost eleven. I don't think you wanna go to bed super late if you have to leave early. I'm getting a wake-up call kinda early."
"Wake-up call? We have that?"
"Uh, yeah, sure," Derek lied. Casey said she would call him to mare sure they would leave on time. He didn't want to mention her name again, knowing that Jeremy would probably try to ask Derek to be his wingman. "When I first wake up, I'll probably forget I have to go home, so if I wake up when I normally do, I'll probably be really late at getting home. Well, later than my family wants. Gotta be there by dinner time. Man, leave the house and go to university and have adult status, but you still have to be there a good deal before six to 'catch up' and stuff."
"Man, how early do you have to get up? It's not that far away."
"Case and I-" He stopped after realizing that he'd mentioned her name. Well, her nickname. "I mean, I want to go have breakfast and get in a nice afternoon here before I have to go home." In actuality, this was Casey's plan. She was the one who wanted to bid the city adieu in the 'proper way.' Sure, Derek liked Kingston, but he didn't really care for the whole dramatic, dragged out goodbye to the place. He'd be back next term, so there was no point in missing anything.
"Ah. Hey, listen, man. I think I'm gonna just go on back to my dorm. Catch you later?"
"Yeah," Derek said. "And maybe we'll see each other around sometime."
"Definitely. Feel free to shoot me a text or something when you're back home."
"Will do," Derek said and then sighed after Jeremy left the room. Suddenly, his phone began to buzz. He looked down at the caller id. Casey. He picked his phone up and pressed the answer button on the screen. "Yeah, hey," he said into the phone.
"Are you all packed up?" she asked.
"Emily was trying to help me, but I think this is the first problem that I cannot solve." She laughed.
"And you were calling because you wanted some help."
"If it wouldn't be too much trouble," she said.
"No, it's fine. Your dorm is not that far away. Just a bus ride and a quick twenty minute walk. Should be a piece of cake."
She could hear the smile in his voice. "Well, then you better get to it. The buses get filled up with crazies pretty soon."
"I'll be there in about five minutes."
"Thank you," she cheered into the receiver. "You're the best."
"No problem." He hung up and put on his coat, trying not to be distracted by her last comment.
About six or seven minutes later, Derek walked into Casey's dorm room.
"There you are."
"Yeah, here I am." He pointed to himself, which earned him an eyeroll from Casey.
"So, do you think you'll be able to fix it?" she asked, gesturing to the suitcase that was on her bed.
"I'll try," he said.
"Great. Do you mind if I just go ahead and take care of some other stuff?"
"No, go ahead," he said, getting to work at fixing the pesky zipper.
"Awesome." Casey walked over toward the wall and started to remove some of her posters, which came off surprisingly easily. By the time she was done taking them down, Derek was finished with his work.
"Finished," he said as Casey was taking her calendar off of the wall, the last date marked off being the 19th, which was today.
"Thank you so much," she said, throwing her arms around him in a hug.
"Hey, hey, no hugs," Derek said, pretending to be annoyed.
Casey stuck out her hand. "Impersonal enough for you?" she asked.
"Much better." He nonchalantly clapped her hand, instead of shaking it, and then said that he was going to head to bed.
"Good night," Casey said.
"Yeah, night," he responded, stepping out into the hall and beginning his walk to the elevator.
So, thoughts? Would you guys like to see a chapter on how they spend the next day "saying goodbye to the city", as Casey would say?
I've got a lot of different things planned out for this, so stay tuned and please review!